One Hundred and Fifty One Degenerate Man

"Have you seen those soldiers? I heard that they are all mortals without any magical ability..." Standing on the corner of the street, a girl in a magic robe watched in horror as the troops passed by in front of her.

The grenadiers of Alan Hill carry their weapons and are covered in dust. Some of them had just experienced the Higgs War, so they had no time to change their clothes and entered Veronsa, which had almost never faced a war.

A jeep stopped on the side of the street, and the officers sitting on it jumped out of the car one by one. They looked at the town in front of them curiously, and saw abundance and tranquility, as well as many well-dressed aborigines in the magic realm.

Not all people can become great magicians, and most of the aborigines in the magic field can only work in peace and live their ordinary lives, but they can enjoy the many exploitation benefits brought by the magic empire, so they It's just more prosperous.

They just need to live and pray for the birth of a great magician in their home. When encountering difficulties such as natural disasters, the Holy Demon Empire will naturally stand up for them and collect free food from the mortal empire to help the people.

For many years, they have lived like this, and now their lives are all disrupted, because from now on, this place will be placed under the jurisdiction of mortals. Everyone doesn't know what happened, and they still can't believe that they have lost the war, and they still lost a war against mortals.

"Are those soldiers stupid? They can't even beat a mortal army?" The girl complained to her companions with a contemptuous expression on her face as she looked at the mortal officers who jumped out of the car in the distance.

The boy standing beside her obviously didn't like these occupiers from a foreign land. He also looked at the soldiers with disdain, and said, "What's the use of you talking about this now? Dirty mortals with weapons? It's disgusting to look at."

Alan Hill is not the domain of the gods, and Chris is not a god, and he certainly cannot make all the people of the occupied territories rejoice and greet his army. Occupying a place and integrating a place is naturally difficult.

The previous Ailan Hill was too smooth. Maine and the ferry all went down in one battle. The war was over before the people felt the suffering. At that time, the war between the two sides still had a taste of knighthood. If you lost, you surrendered, no big deal.

Then attacked areas such as Hanhai, North County of Tubao, and even cities such as Naru. Ailan Hill relied on its powerful wealth and influence. After all, the speed at which industrial areas radiate to the surrounding area is too fast. On the premise that the economic invasion is completed ahead of schedule, it is not difficult to bring civilians who have no national consciousness into their jurisdiction.

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The integration of Ailan Hill has always been smooth, everyone has accepted industrial civilization, and everyone is very willing to follow along and make a fortune.

Immediately after, Arlant was merged into Alan Hill, and Higgs surrendered—the war hardly broke out, and the common people of the Arlant Empire also succumbed to the power of the Holy Devil Empire, and they were very vulnerable to Alan Xi. There is no hostility towards you.

The Higgs side is even more interesting. His Majesty the King has now become the Minister of Defense of Ireland Hill, and the first battle of Higgs made everyone believe that the powerful Empire of Ireland Hill can protect their homeland.

All the way to this day, Ireland Hill has almost never worried about annexing territory. Most of the places they swallowed would be as hands-on as the native land, accepting everything Ellen Hill arranged.

But now, those good days seem to be over. The mortal troops entered the Velonsa area and did encounter hostility from the locals. There were no flowers, no applause, and no welcoming ceremony. The black M42 steel helmet quietly entered the city, looking a bit bleak and cold.

Even in a village, the local aborigines had a fierce conflict with the mortal army who occupied the place. In the end, their arms could not twist their thighs. After being attacked by the opponent, the grenadiers of Ailan Hill used tanks to suppress the riot... …

"There's nothing better than Seris." The officer who jumped out of the jeep stretched out, felt the air around him, and found nothing out of the ordinary, so he said with emotion.

Behind him, rows of soldiers walked in neat steps, and everyone was looking at the world curiously. After all, this was once a restricted area for mortals, but now it has become a conquered land under their feet.

The newly acquired Velonsa area is a very important area for Ireland Hill. Because this is a magic area, Alan Hill can order the aboriginal magicians here to produce a large number of knowledge magic balls for themselves.

Ailan Hill itself has a sufficient supply of magic concentrates, and now they also have a place where they can replenish their magic power. The knowledge magic spheres have begun to be produced by hundreds of thousands to improve the quality of Ailan Hill's citizens.

All children are free to use the knowledge magic ball under the condition of appropriate age. After they have consolidated their learning foundation, they begin to receive more advanced modern knowledge training formally. These children are the future of Ireland Hill and the bedrock that supports this nation's continuous progress.

Compared with those adults who temporarily use the knowledge magic ball, they have a more comprehensive understanding of the modern knowledge system, so their future is limitless, and this also means that the future of Ailan Hill is limitless.

A knight with white cloth strips wrapped around his arms, wearing armor full of glyphs, with a slender sword slung around his waist, stood on the street and gave an embarrassing salute to the Irish Hill officers around the jeep.

The military salute of Ailan Hill is completely different from the etiquette of this world, so the movement of this knight who is now learning and selling is very rigid. And he looked a little more comical in armor.

"Hello! Knight! What's the matter?" An Irish officer wearing a major's uniform returned a military salute, looked around and asked.

The knight's face flushed, and he held it for a few seconds before answering, "Report, sir, there is nothing wrong. Since the morning, everything has been normal here."

When did he talk to a mortal like that? He had been to the Arrant Empire or the Dothan Empire, where mortals could only bow their heads when they saw him, even the emperor had to be as humble and polite as possible.

But now, there is actually a mortal who speaks to him on an equal footing in his hometown, and even because his position is higher, he has to salute the other party and use the honorific title to address the other party...

If placed a year ago, this would definitely be considered a great shame for a magician, but now, he can only endure all this. The people here and everything here have been ceded to Ailan Hill, and he is just an Ailan Hill now, like a fake.

"Very good! You must be a good soldier with due diligence!" The major officer smiled all over his face, but in the eyes of this aboriginal soldier, the smile was really full of irony and ridicule.

About 300 dragon knights, 10,000 magic infantry, more than 1,000 giant horse cavalry, and hundreds of mages were forced to stay in Velonsa. They now belong to the military force of Alan Hill and are temporarily responsible for the maintenance of the security of Velonza. Work.

The magicians have been brought together to mass-produce the invaluable magic ball of knowledge, and they are only responsible for this job every day, under the supervision of the great magician of Franzberg. Frenzberg and his apprentice Wilhelm have now moved to Veronsa to live here, after all, they can practice and supplement their magic here.

Under the supervision of the two of them, the first batch of knowledge magic balls produced, together with the knowledge magic balls paid for by the Holy Demon Empire, were sent to Seris. Another great development of Ailan Hill kicked off. More than 100,000 residents were trained by the knowledge magic ball to become qualified workers or farmers.

The extensive use of chemical fertilizers has brought a bumper harvest of grain this year, and the factories established one by one have doubled the industrial production capacity of Ireland Hill. There are now more new cars coming out of the factory every day than in the past week.

"Thank you, thank you..." The knight, who was dumbfounded, stood at attention and saluted again, because his superior had repeatedly emphasized to him that when talking to the Alan Hill officer with a star on his shoulder, he must always salute and remain humble.

"Don't be so restrained, we're not enemies anymore." The major patted his arm, causing goose bumps all over his body to shudder. However, after a brief contact, the major of Ailan Hill turned and left, letting the prudent former Holy Demon Empire soldier breathe a sigh of relief.

"Bah! Cowards! How dare you watch like this, those mortals defile this land!" Passing by the aboriginal soldier who was maintaining law and order, the aboriginal girl who had just watched the lively spit disregarded her image.

"Even mortals can't beat it, shame!" The young man walking beside the girl also spit at the former Holy Demon Empire soldier on duty: "Bah!"

The soldier with the white cloth wrapped around his arm was full of bitterness, but he didn't know how to explain this to them. He also wanted to fight these mortals to the end, but the Holy Demon Empire negotiated peace and surrendered and ceded the Eastern Province, what could he do?

Also, can't you see that before being ceded here, the troops of the Holy Demon Empire retreating westward through here? Didn't the defeated generals with bloody expressions on their faces become like that only after they fought with these mortal armies? At that time, why didn't you stop these people and let them stay and continue to fight?

Shaking his head with a wry smile, the knight standing at the intersection of the street straightened the white cloth wrapped around his arm with his hands, and continued to complete his duty of standing guard. For the time being, he forced himself to forget that he was already a "mortal" fact.